I woke up yesterday and an image popped into my head: a choir sining in a church.
The church we go to is little, and it is humble. There is plenty of light, and it has a clean, bright smell. For some reason, I had the urge to go to a cathedral.
Not thinking too much about it, I put on Bing Crosby and set to wrapping presents. All the kids will be coming for Christmas this year, and there is plenty to do. Also, Gerry’s car is in the shop so this morning, I drove him to work. We decided to make a morning of it and went to the diner for some breakfast. I can’t remember the last time we did that!
It was such a pleasure sitting in that little booth together, eating our eggs and hash browns. I could tell he was a little bit preoccupied, and he told me about some rumors he heard that layoffs might be around the corner. We held hands across the table. I gave the back of his hand a kiss.
I know we’ll be fine even if he does lose this job. We’ve been planning for that for many years now. But it will be interesting to see how he chooses to use his time. He had hobbies, of course, but 40 hours a week is a lot to replace! It gave me some ideas of Christmas presents for him. I know he always loved architecture; after breakfast, I picked him up a book on it.
The young man who sold it to me got very excited. “This is the best book!” he said. “It’s what inspired ME to study architecture!”
“What a lovely coincidence,” I said. Then I asked him if he might be interested in tutoring someone in the subject.
“Sure,” he said. “A high schooler.”
“Well,” I said, “its for my husband.”
He gave me his number, and I’m going to arrange a lesson for Gerry in blueprint making.
I was about to drive back to pick up Gerry from work when he called me on my cell phone.
“Honey, I’m not at the office. Can you pick me up at 82 S Bend Plaza?”
I went to pick him up from what looked like a government building, but I was a few minutes early. I noticed people walking by with instrument cases, so I parked my car and followed them.
Just around the corner was a big, beautiful church! One I never knew existed. I went inside and saw that the musicians were setting up for rehearsal.
Gerry sent me a message asking where I was. I asked him to come in to the church.
He found me and sat down next to me and we spent the next hour watching an orchestra and choir rehearse for the Christmas ceremony. The music was beautiful, and went to the top of the high ceilings. My wish upon waking came true.
“Laur,” he whispered. “They’ve done it. It’s over.”
I squeezed his hand. We listened to the music. I knew we would be fine.